he goes to europe.
he is my best friend.
i can't quite decide how to be happy for him, though i know i should be.
i'm a bit of a mess right now.
i love him, dearly, fiercely, wholly and frustratingly.
i wish i didn't love him so much.
i wish i knew how to act.
i wish he wouldn't go.
i wish him well.
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